If you don't like character death, don't read. But there is a little twist for you at the end. For those of you who hate character death but also have a burning curiosity.
Mwah ha ha ha haaaaa!
Disclaimer: I'm not even bothered to think up something witty to say for the bloody disclaimer.
The police cars all arrived at the scene, and as the team arrived, a silent hush washed over everyone and everything, so that all the birds lost their voices, all the people gathering around muttering became muted, the leaves on the trees rustling silenced.
Even the wind stopped at this horrifying event.
Everything was suddenly in slow motion.
Danny jumped out of the car whilst it was still moving, and ran as fast as he could into the old warehouse, pushing the heavy wooden door open with all his might.
Several officers tried to stop him, several officers were talking into their walkie-talkies, but nothing mattered to Danny at this moment other than his Montana.
But as soon as he shoved open the door, he regretted it.
Lindsay lay sprawled on the floor, blood surrounding her, with bits and pieces of wood lying around and on top of her.
She would never breath again. Her heart would never beat again. Her eyes would never see again.
Because, right in the middle of her forehead, contrasting starkly against the pale, lifeless skin, was a bright red bullet hole.
It was horrid for him. Words couldn't describe his feelings at this moment. People jostled about behind him, trying to pull him back, but he remained glued to the floor, soaking the bloody scene in.
He didn't believe it. He couldn't believe it. It was too much, he thought this was all a dream.
He ran up to her, fell onto his knees and that was when the tears burst out. He could contain himself no longer.
Mac had warned him of this. He had told him to stay calm, not to panic, that this was incredibly serious. But for all the attention Danny paid to him, Mac could have been speaking Japanese.
Nothing could have prepared him for this.
His Montana, his Lindsay Monroe, was dead.
And all because of some crazy, heartless bastard who had been armed with a gun.
This isn't the end! Oh no! There's still one more chapter to come! I did try my hardest to make this moving, but I guess it didn't really work because I'm more for the funny side of business. Note the 'Mac speaking Japanese bit'.
If you request an explanation of how Linds died, you can ask me, but that seems like a horribly corny way. I'd deliberately left it there for your own imaginations!
